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RED:And that's how it came to pass, that on the second-to-last day of thejob, the convict crew that tarred the plate factory roof in the springof '49 wound up sitting in a row at ten o'clock in the morning, drinking icy cold Bohemian style of beer, courtesy of the hardest screw that ever walked a turn at Shawshank State Prison.
HADLEY: Drink up while it's cold, ladies.
RED: The colossal prick even managed to sound magnanimous.
RED: We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders, and felt likefree men. We could'a been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. Wewere the lords of all creation.
RED: As for Andy, he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.
HEYWOOD: Want a cold one, Andy.
ANDY: No thanks. I gave up drinking.
RED: You could argue he'd done it to curry favor with the guards. Or maybe make a few friends among us cons. Me, I thinkhe did it just to feel normal again...if only for a short while.
